"The here and the now and the love of the sound, are the moments that keep us moving."
Soldier On - Temper Trap
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tZs0_r3ROjg
(This is a phenominal song! I'm a huge Temper Trap fan because everything they do is spektacular! And if you haven't already, I can't stress the fact enough that you really should go and listen to some of their music! <3 <3 (You also might know this song if you've seen the new movie, "I am Number Four" which is GREAT! Alex Pettyfer is so DAMN yummy and the film as a whole is pretty good! ... So yeah, I'm going to include a little story piece with this set... Hope everyone likes the story piece and the set. I decided to do something new for a change. And as always feedback, comments, favs always... APPRECIATED! XOXOXO )
STORY PIECE (To sum it up, Ellyssa and Ryder are best friends. Daren,Tristan and Raiden are guys the girls have met. Raiden is sensible and normally quiet, Tristan is loud and full of himself, Daren is sweet and childlike, Ryder is spontanious and crazy, and Ellyssa is her own person entirely and doesn't appreciate her friend, (Ryder) impulsive and reckless actions. At the moment, Ellyssa is pretty much frustrated with everyone... life ... and the inpending doom thats coming their way which is what they're about to warn Daren and Ryder about! <3)
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He drew her close to him, so that their faces were mere inches apart, and the only separation between their bodies was due to the clothes they still wore. “Daren…” Ryder whispered. He put a finger to her lips, and then moved his hand gently backwards to her cheek and onward to her neck. And then he leaned in, pulling her face gently forward to meet his own, and all her wildest dreams, all her uncensored fantasies could not have prepared her for that exquisite moment when their skin touched intimately for the first time.
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Ryder opened her eyes, which immediately registered the interior of a van. Vans, as many people know, are not always associated with the best of circumstances, so it’s understandable that for a moment Ryder found herself nervous, but after turning over and also recognizing the sleeping form of Daren, the previous night’s activities came back to her in a rush. Or rather bits and pieces of the night came back and none of it had to do with being kidnapped by a serial killer.
She smiled to herself, and reached over to stroke the young man’s tousled hair. Suddenly it registered to her that she was still completely clothed. She pulled back the blanket from her lower half, and realized not only did she still have her pants on, but her shoes as well. With a frown, she shook Daren awake.
He opened his eyes and smiled. “Good morning.” His voice was low and soft. Ryder smiled back at him pleasantly but wasted no time getting to the point.
“What happened last night?” She asked.
“Uh, hmmm … you know I’m not sure.” He admitted after a moment.
“Okay, well what do you remember?” She tried again.
“Well, I remember … whisky…. and music. You’re obsessed with the 80’s. I remember kissing, oh there was a lot of kissing… you’re a good kisser.” He stopped in his sentence to smile pleasantly at her again.
“What else?” Ryder pressed further and Daren continued, yawning as he spoke.
“I don’t know… sleep, after that I remember sleeping… I had the craziest dream actually.”
Ryder frowned. “So we didn’t... do anything else?”
She was keen on knowing what she felt was an exceedingly important fact.
“Nope… I was really tired, and you… you drank a lot.”
“So there’s absolutely no chance that we…”
“Had sex?” Daren finished the question for her.
“Yeah?” Ryder said.
“No.” Daren clarified. Ryder didn’t even attempt to hide her displeasure.
“Damn it.” She muttered, and threw herself back down on the mattress.
Daren chuckled softly, and leaned over to kiss her.
“Your disappointment is a total turn-on.” He whispered.
“So how about finishing what we started last night?” Ryder prompted.
Daren apparently agreed to this. He began kissing her avidly, and Ryder taking this as an indication he did indeed want to continue the previous night’s activities, began pulling off his shirt. But Ryder never got off more than Daren’s right sleeve because at that moment the van door was forcefully opened from the outside, and a loud voice she was beginning to associate with frustratingly ill-timed interruptions shouted, “I found them!”
“Damn it, Tristan! Go away!” Ryder pushed Daren off gently, restraining her annoyance momentarily, before grabbing a nearby empty whiskey bottle and releasing her irritation. She chucked it viciously at Tristan’s head but he ducked easily, and smiled.
“Always so delightful to see you Ryder.” He said, before turning around and walking back toward Raiden and Ellyssa who stood a few yards off, looking extremely uncomfortable. Tristan dodged another thrown bottle, before clasping on a love seat.
“Did you really have to do that?” Raiden asked.
“No… but I must confess, I did rather enjoy it.” Tristan smiled; the smile of a man extremely pleased with himself.
Ellyssa rolled her eyes and walked over to the van, where Ryder was tumbling out, a fresh, unbroken bottle in her hand. “How dare you take off and not tell me where you were going!” Ellyssa confronted Ryder, who was looking past her, glaring at Tristan. “What made you do something like that? Ryder, look at me! Hey!” With hesitance Ryder finally looked at Ellyssa, who confronted her once again with the question, “What the hell made you do that?”
“What normally makes her do stuff, unpredictable and irrational impulses.” Tristan called from his perch.
Ryder threw another glare his way, although luckily not the bottle. And if she was being honest with herself she did have to admit, Tristan was right. Going with Daren, (like a lot of the things she’d done lately) had been on a whim. She decided it would probably just be best to answer the question with an apologetic shrug, and an “I don’t know” but mainly an apologetic shrug.
Daren hopped out of the van, and threw a hesitant glance at Ellyssa. “And you,” Ellyssa chose that moment to round on him, “You’re a horrible influence.” She growled coldly.
Daren threw up his hands in defense. “Hey how was I supposed to know taking off would make you freak out?”
“Ellyssa,” Raiden walked over and joined in the conversation. “Can we not forget why we came?” He said this politely, as he said everything, and yet there was a sense of authority to his voice. Ellyssa acknowledged his comment with a frown. Ryder furrowed her brow, puzzled. “You mean you have a reason for coming here other than just wanting to yell at us?”
“Regrettably. Although just scolding you two would have been enough for me.” Tristan admitted, still sitting lazily on the recliner.
“Unfortunately, we did find something out…” Raiden continued; only to be interrupted by Tristan again.
“And with this new revelation,” Tristan said, “They thought you guys shouldn’t be left alone. Although I’m fairly convinced some higher power has a soft spot for you two, the way you always manage to maneuver your way out of potentially fatal situations and everything, and that you’d be perfectly fine … doing whatever … you were doing.” He grinned wickedly and winked at them.
Lyrics
Who wants to know?
All that is gold, is rusted
No one will know
Seasons cease, to change, and..
How far we've gone
How far were going
So here and the now
And the love for the sound
Are the moments that keep us moving
Waves crash along
Battered lonely lighthouse
Tomorrow shes gone
And if not, some, they somehow
Are, these, hands, always
Well this side of, mortality is
Scaring, me, to death
To death
Don't think about it at all
Just keep your head low
Don't think about it at all
Soldier On
Soldier On
Keep your heart, close to the ground
Soldier On
Soldier On
Keep your heart, close, to the ground
Don't think about it at all
Just keep your head low
Don't think about it at all
Yeah..
Will you take me tonight
Yeah..
Will you take me tonight
Yeah..
Will you take me tonight
Yeah..
Will you take me tonight
Tonight
Soldier On
Soldier On
Keep your heart, close to the ground